"When I look up, I just trip over things." Ani DiFranco
Pseudo-punk Gap Shopper
What if I could slip in
Through your tear ducts
Or that scar
On the back of your head?
Could I become the smoke
Rolling off angels' bodies in your dreams?
What if I could change the language
Of your false perception,
Removing misunderstandings and time--
Change your mind?
- Kristyn Sherman
Author's Footnote: This is really old...
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